Dungeons & Dragons: I was kicked out of the team by Brave

Any creature in it seems to have been pressed on the slow button, and its movements are greatly slowed down and full of resistance.

The two dead soldiers stared at Richard in shock and anger, but found that they were almost unable to move.

The irregular weight of the space around them gradually blurred their minds.

"This is... the five-ring magic [Time and Space Fixation Technique]?" Malouf's cloudy eyes finally revealed a trace of surprise, "Although I heard the mage at home say that time and space are essentially two sides of the same body, I didn't expect that it can It’s so powerful.”

He looked at Richard without hiding his awe and admiration.

The space mage in front of him, who was inherited from Ms. Ai Li, is indeed proud of himself. The space spells he has at his fingertips amaze even Malouf, a well-informed aristocrat.

Born out of the second-level spell [Human Immobilization Technique], the fifth-level [Time and Space Immobilization Technique] can even easily restrain two fourteenth-level warriors. This is already a remarkable achievement.

Richard said easily: "It seems you know the goods."

Malouf spared no effort in praising: "You are the only one in the entire empire who has a non-stop space sect. It is difficult for people not to pay attention. You may not know that you have always been the coveted object of the major dukes and surrounding foreign races. , and young enough.”

"But who are they?" Richard looked at the two assassins who were unable to move.

Malouf squinted for a moment and then said: "They are Kraka's guards and his two cousins. They should have been tricked by some nobles into assassinating you."

The guards of the City Lord's Mansion also arrived immediately, and they immediately captured the two dead men.

"Send them to the dungeon." Richard waved his hand nonchalantly, "Fit, you come and write a notice. The Kraka family will declare it a rebellion and take back all the fiefdoms, which will be managed by the consul."

Malouf reminded: "I'm afraid there will be more and more assassinations against you recently. Mr. Richard should be more careful. I can feel that some nobles want to kill the fish."

"This is not a problem. No one has been able to assassinate a space mage yet." Richard was not worried at all. "Now we should go to the dungeon to have a look. Enoch is still waiting."

"Then I will say goodbye first, Mr. Richard. I will try my best to gather a group of nobles under your command in the past few days, and I will also provide you with a list of those who are disobedient."

Malouf finally saluted and said: "But I must remind you not to underestimate the Cha family. As far as I know, many forbidden law knights from the Cha family are coming from all over the Binglin Valley area. They are definitely not here to negotiate with you. .”

"Let him come, just a few forbidden law knights are not enough to shake me." Richard said without caring.

He stepped on the soil, feeling the increasingly clear huge mana veins and countless slime bodies deep underground, knowing that Momo and Atlis were still conscientiously arranging the astral mana.

A few Forbidden Knights could not suppress such a violent and huge energy fluctuation.

Chapter 317 Come quickly, there is a succubus in the dungeon!

Richard and Fit came to a low valley outside the city of Binglin Valley. This is where the dungeon is located, and Enoch is now being held here.

Feit seemed a little anxious, and it seemed that he was worried about Mr. Enoch's health.

After all, the cold and damp conditions in the dungeon are indeed fatal for older people, and Enoch also suffers from severe rheumatism.

The two of them came to the depths of the dungeon. Those who could be imprisoned here were usually extremely vicious gangsters and cultists.

Enoch's cell was at the very end, but fortunately he looked very energetic and even smoked a low-quality cigarette that he didn't know where it came from.

"Mr. Richard, Feit, why do you come to visit me, a cultist?" Enoch said cheerfully when he saw Richard.

"Mr. Enoch, is your waist okay?" Feit immediately ran over and asked, "I brought you a heating scroll."

Enoch was smoking his low-quality cigarettes intoxicatedly: "How can there be any reason to be so kind to a condemned prisoner? It doesn't matter, I can still bear it. In addition to the problem of back pain, my body is also very strong."

Fite asked: "Where did you get your cigarettes? Didn't all items be confiscated before being thrown into the dungeon?"

Enoch puffed out smoke and said: "I hid a few silver coins in my mouth in advance and exchanged them with some inmates next door. But they were so stingy that they took four silver coins from me before they were willing to exchange them."

"But dwarves are used to smoking cigars. It's good to try low-quality cigarettes occasionally. Ahem. Damn, why is it so choking? There's even chili pepper rolled in it. Forget it, it's good if it tastes good."

Feite felt a little guilty and said, "You suffered a lot. It was me who should have been in the dungeon."

"What are you talking about? I am an old man with no wife and children. I spent all my money on cigars and have no inheritance left. I have no regrets at all." Enoch picked out a few pieces of red pepper from the cigarette and said, "It's a pity that you said that I I didn’t get to taste any of the thirty boxes of cigars I took bribes from, as well as the beauties from the Clarka family, which is a pity.”

"I brought you cigars. As for the beautiful aristocratic girl, you'd better bear with it." Feite handed over a black cigar box and comforted, "If it can't be done, just pick it up with your hands. Girls can't appear in the dungeon. .”

"As long as you have a cigar, you can make do with it." Enoch lit up a cigar happily, "Hey, this thing is a hard currency in the dungeon. You don't know how much the boys next to me treat me. What a bad attitude. Didn't I catch them with my own hands? Do I need to hold a grudge like this? Now I'm greedy for them."

Feite looked at the embarrassed Enoch silently, feeling a little sad.

In order to bring down these nobles in the Binglin Valley, one of the three chief consuls, Dekli, had already died, and then Enoch would be executed three days later. Now he was the only one left.

However, he would not be so naive as to ask Richard to let Enoch go. This would cause the thunderous means that Richard had finally established to collapse.

Feite looked at this local old man who had helped him gain a foothold in Binglin Valley, and said reluctantly: "If you want anything else, just tell me, and I will try my best to bring you some. The cigar tube is enough, anyway, you only need There are only three days left, so there is no need to worry about health problems.”

Enoch said humorously: "A cigar is enough. By the way, remember to ask the executioner to sharpen his knife so as not to hurt me. But I will probably be hanged and I will suffer the same crime."

"Well, if it's true as you said, it would be nice to have a necromancer, and you can be reborn." Feite said these words, and he felt a little funny.

After all, undead creatures and the living have always hated each other, and the Midden Territory is determined to put an end to undead creatures.

Enoch said openly: "A necromancer? If you really want one, remember to ask her to make me look younger and more handsome. If possible, it would be best to be an undead dragon knight, wearing full body armor, and then matching A great sword, I wanted to ride a dragon when I was young, but unfortunately I couldn’t find it.”

Feit said helplessly: "That is the Necromancer. If you become a necromantic creature, you will be the slave of the Necromancer. If the body is desecrated, your thinking will change, and you will always be hunted by the Church of the Dawn. If you are caught, After living there, the soul will be directly disintegrated and even unable to ascend to the heaven of gods.”

"It doesn't matter, I don't believe in God." Enoch seemed to be very open-minded about undead creatures, "There is something wrong with turning into undead creatures, they can't stand up, which will make thousands of girls in Ice Lin Valley sad. "

"This is easy to do. Although you can't stand up due to congestion, you can customize a piece of cartilage inside for a long time." Richard suddenly interrupted.

There is a necromancer under Lilinu who is very good at this, and is even better at transforming the corpses of strong men into a necromancer-like profession, which is very suitable for Enoch.

"What? Mr. Richard, you..." Fit and Enoch both looked at Richard strangely, feeling that something was not right.

"I know a necromancer. He is an officially registered harmless mage. He is a licensed mage and his skills are pretty good." Richard didn't hide much, "So are you interested, Enoch?"

"Ah this, this, that." The cigar in Enoch's mouth fell to the ground, and his head was confused.

Although he said he was going to become undead, it was actually just a mouthful.

As a result, this opportunity suddenly appeared in front of me, which was a bit unreal and ridiculous.

"I have a dungeon where no one from the Church of Dawn will hunt you down, and there will be many undead creatures with you." Richard continued to seduce, "Think about it, although I can't guarantee riding a dragon, But turning into a high-level black knight and riding the Nightmare Beast is for sure.”

"As for the beautiful aristocratic girl you mentioned... Do you want to know more about the legendary midnight aristocracy? There are many single vampire girls there. They are much nobler than ordinary aristocrats, and..."

Richard thought about Lilin's fellow tribesmen who loved to fight and stir up troubles, but he still said without conscience: "Besides, those vampire girls have a gentle personality, nice speech, and are the best at caring for others. You will definitely not regret it."

Enoch's heart skipped a beat. He leaned his head close to the iron railing and asked with wide eyes: "Seriously, beautiful and gentle Midnight Noble, how is this different from what I remember? Vampires are not known for their acrimony. Are you known for being mean?"

Richard also felt a little guilty and said: "Anyway, whether they are gentle or not is another matter. Just say whether they are beautiful or not? There are no ugly vampires!"

Enoch directly held Richard's hand: "Deal, by the way, will you send me a succubus?"

Richard spared no effort in deceiving him and said: "Of course, everyone in the dungeon will hand out a succubus. No money is required. It's free."

Chapter 318 Racing with the Evil God

The reason why Richard likes Enoch is very simple, because he is the most capable of fighting among the consuls, and among the most capable of fighting, it is rare to have the brains to become a consul.

Moreover, he has no wife, no children, and is single without any worries. There is no need to worry about his reputation after death. There is no psychological burden even if he becomes undead.

When Enoch was young, he was an apprentice in the Holy Land of Winter, but he was kicked out because he was too handsome and hooked up with too many girls.

Since then, Enoch has been going around in circles, working alone in Middenland and surrounding areas for four to fifty years. Suddenly, he became the consul with absolute strength when he was half buried, and his political ability is no worse than that of Fite. .

Even during his time in power, he was able to get along like a fish in water by relying on the folk connections in Binglin Valley, and was recognized as the eldest brother by a group of adventurers such as Connor and others.

If Nehecha created his own image of a compassionate aristocrat and was popular, then Enoch was a poor commoner who counterattacked and became a role model for the common people throughout the Midden Territory.

Among the nine great consuls of the Midden Territory, Enoch was the only one who was not a wealthy merchant, nor a descendant of a legend, nor a pure commoner who was not a descendant of a noble.

He almost represents the highest status that ordinary people in Middenland can achieve.

If such a brilliant character really died because of himself, Richard would most likely feel guilty, and Lili Nu would lament the waste of natural resources and feel heartbroken.

Richard specifically explained: "Mr. Enoch, in order to ensure that your body is intact after death, we will still choose the hanging that you hate the most. Only in this way can you perform the resuscitation of the undead in the best possible manner."

"It's nothing. In fact, I don't have long to live, so I am satisfied to save one life." Enoch pulled off her outer robe and inner lining, revealing her left chest, which was branded with traces of Baal's emblem. .

But this divine emblem mark is not a simple tattoo, but an evil god's curse with real magical significance.

This curse is constantly absorbing Enoch's vitality, and every beat of Enoch's heart is fighting against the curse.

It can be said that it is a miracle that Enoch is still alive and kicking today.

"To tell you the truth, I didn't have enough food when I was young and I joined the Baal Order. But because I ate too much and did not do enough, I was given a hard time by the bishop. In anger, I made a bucket of black bread and prepared to run away, but then I was blocked. "

"Although I fought my way out and escaped, I was still cursed by the bishop to have this disease. From then on, my life has been racing against this curse that is neither strong nor weak but cannot be eradicated."

"But now I'm old. I'm 78 and I'm almost 80 years old. My energy is not as good as before. My waist still hurts so much that I can't do it anymore. In fact, I originally planned to find a place to bury myself after a while. Understand."

Richard reached out and touched Enoch's strong chest, feeling that the curse of Baal on it had reached its final stage. In a few days, it would directly destroy Enoch's sanity and hatch him into a fanatic believer of Baal.

Richard was surprised and said: "The effective time of this curse is usually half a year. The subject will choose to commit suicide amidst the long whispers of the evil god, but you have endured it through willpower for more than 60 years?"

Enoch laughed and said: "It's not just will, it's also tobacco, alcohol and beautiful girls. To tell you the truth, although the curse is painful, it has already coexisted with me and has become a part of my body."

"Without it, I would have frozen to death in any corner and wouldn't be where I am today, so I didn't ask for help from the church's holy water to expel it."

"As long as I am alive for one day, it will continue to provide me with strength. Although the evil god's bewitchment is always with me, smoking a cigar will be fine."

"It doesn't matter, I've been dancing with wolves all my life, and I'm grateful to have it, but now it's time for my legend to end."

Richard looked at Enoch with a hint of respect.

It is rare in the world to be able to withstand the curse of the evil god for more than 60 years without being corrupted.

Enoch's powerful soul and will can even make the gods look sideways.

As long as he believes in any order-side god, he can instantly receive the highest level of treatment, and it is inevitable to ascend to the kingdom of gods after death.

However, this stubborn old man still chose to spend his life with his Baal Curse, and then happily killed himself at the last moment.

With such a powerful soul, maybe he can really...really be able to conquer the undead dragon.

A powerful undead dragon has been sleeping in the cemetery of the dungeon, but because the dragon is too difficult to control, Lily's slave did not choose to wake her up.

Regardless of whether the dragon is alive or dead, it has an extremely arrogant character. The only person who can ride on the dragon's back is the person who can truly make the dragon surrender.

Richard said: "Enoch, I will arrange for you the highest standard of undead resurrection, and use all kinds of top-notch materials for you. If possible, you can try to tame the undead dragon."

"There really is a dragon!" Enoch suddenly became interested. "Although it is an undead dragon, we don't want to pick it. Is it a male or a female? Can you ride it?"

Richard said helplessly: "It seems to be a female dragon, but there is only a skeleton left. Are you interested?"

How do you feel that if Enoch really joins the dungeon, he will soon become brothers with the Crystal Dragon and the Brave?

"Hi, Mr. Richard, to be honest, at this half-buried age, we have long lost interest in little girls. Our only remaining hobby is to challenge impossible things. The weirder the better." Enoch looked like Extremely excited, "To be honest, I can't wait to die in front of you right now."

"Restrain yourself, Enoch." Richard reminded him specifically, "Don't laugh out loud on the gallows in three days."

"You know, I know, it's the first time I've been looking forward to death so much. Riding a dragon in heavy armor is really exciting. What man can refuse? My grandma will give you a natural disaster of the undead!"

Enoch wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, then took out a stack of envelopes and handed them to Richard: "Mr. Richard, please pass this to a few of my old friends."